Why Do You
• 02/18/24 at 02:06AM •Why do you cry?
Why are you sad?
I lost the best friend,
I have ever had.
Why do you cry?
Why are you sad?
I lost the best friend,
I have ever had.
Someday, I want to,
live for myself and
travel some more,
across this great land.
You had a great life,
be thankful for that.
(I don't know, will
that bring her back?)
Why are you sad?
She's in a better place now.
I know this isn't true but I
understand she isn't suffering.
I still mourn,
what else can I do?
I love my wife, my partner and
best friend too.
I know the reason,
but I don't understand,
why it had to end this way.
Words which crawl
or fly by
a page,
go awry!
Standing in the corner,
your hat upon your head.
Why do you stay away?
Did you think I had fled?
Alongside me you came.
You left me, like a Lord,
saying nothing,
not even a single word.
How can I explain,
if I don't know you?
Not knowing where to be,
where to go, what to do.
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
A cosmic dust grain plowing through the upper atmosphere much faster than a falling leaf created this brilliant meteor streak. In a serendipitous moment, the sublime night sky view was captured from the resort island of Capri, in the Bay of Naples, on the evening of February 8. Looking across the bay, the camera faces northeast toward the lights of Naples and surrounding cities. Pointing toward the horizon, the meteor streak by chance ends above the silhouette of Mount Vesuvius. One of planet Earth's most famous volcanos, an eruption of Mount Vesuvius destroyed the city of Pompeii in 79 AD.
Photo by Wang Letian
"Language is an instrument of great precision and poignancy — our best tool for telling each other what the world is and what we are, for conveying the blueness of blue and the wonder of being alive. But it is also a thing of great pliancy and creativity — a living reminder that how we name things changes what we see, changes the seer" .....Read more at the Marginalian
Thoughts all twisted,
into weird shapes.
Let me see if I can,
now pontificate.
Over the course,
of a life, so lost.
What happens now,
was it worth the cost?
This male Coyote,
I'll call him Fred,
sat in his den,
behind an old shed.
Coyotes are hungry,
almost all of the time.
Fred was no exception,
always ready to dine.
He would scavenge,
from garbage or cat food.
No matter what he found,
it was always quite good.
He would see pets,
as they passed by.
Might be a risk,
so, he didn't try.
He liked his new home,
so close to town.
He would explore
and wouldn't slow down.
When the light goes out,
in your body, thine.
When darkness creeps in,
you're no longer mine.
Love will flee,
when your heart breaks.
It's that simple,
that's all it will take.
Deal with loss,
by changing your way.
It's not the only fix,
but it may stay.